But even as he fought, the Phantom Phantasms continued to press their advantage, their spectral claws raking across his skin with ethereal force. Orion gritted his teeth against the pain, refusing to yield to the relentless assault of his spectral adversaries.
With a defiant roar, he redoubled his efforts, his spear flashing like lightning as he carved through the ranks of the Phantom Phantasms with unmatched skill and determination. Yet still they came, their ghostly forms swirling around him in a relentless frenzy of violence and chaos.
As the battle raged on, Orion felt the weight of exhaustion pressing down upon him, his limbs growing heavy with fatigue as he struggled to keep pace with his spectral adversaries. Yet he refused to surrender to despair, drawing upon the last reserves of his strength as he fought on with unwavering resolve.
